
pure beauty. it still remains. the 6:15 sunrise with the waves crashing against the shore.
this island has been put through the worst hurricane to ever make landfall. it’s broken. but the beauty is still here.
it reminds me often of us humans. we are broken. this world is a mess. but your opinion on the world is how you view it. your opinion of yourself is only how you choose to view yourself.
we are all wrecks. we are all waiting to be built back up after being torn down.
but there is still beauty. you still contain beauty.
so get up. go chase the sunrise.
you truly only live once.